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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

My Kids' Futures Are Decided

I was talking to Krissy and Mindi today while we were cleaning up the aftermath of our Primary presidency meeting. I wanted to record what I was telling them about my kids because not only is is amusing to me, but I want them to be able to look back and see if...

Kacy becomes a teacher or a lawyer. The other night her and Will were fighting in the car and Will grabbed her head and pushed her down. I told them to keep their hands to themselves, and she said, "Ya, Will. Like (insert school's name here) Rules of School Etiquette rule number seven states that you must keep your hands and feet to yourself at all time." That's the lawyer. The teacher is the way she gives the kids spelling tests, and says, "No, no, no. What is the first sound you hear at the beginning of cat? Kuh-kuh-kuh. What letter makes that sound?"

Will says he wants to drive a train with a restaurant in it. And if his train can't have a restaurant, he'll work in one on the weekends. And, he has told me before that he will comb my hair for me when I'm old.

Ed is going to be a veterinarian. He LOVES all animals. He was once caught standing under a neighbor's horse rubbing it belly when he was two. He picks out George's eye crusties, and calls him "George-Buddy." He just loves all animals, and they seem to love him, too. We'll pay for his schooling, because I'm going to trust him to be my personal doctor when I'm old.

Jessie is still too difficult to tell. She reminds me so much of Kacy when Kacy was that age, except with more spunk and attitude. Kacy had ZERO attitude. (Please note had. The she started Kindergarten. She's much better now in first grade.) Maybe she can be a nurse. Or a professional cleaner/organizer because she loves things to be picked up and orderly.

That way, we can have a lawyer to make sure our affairs are in order, a cook-hair comber to make sure we are groomed and well fed, a vet to take care of our animals and US, and a personal nurse or organizer to help out, too.

I'll be interesting to see what they ACTUALLY do in the next 20-30 years.

1 comment:

that is so funny. Jessi is always helping me clean and dust my house when she is here! I think it's great that you wrote down what you think they are going to be now when they are so young. I would HATE to see what my thoughts on my kids carrers the age they are now. I'm just not nice.

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I lived in an RV for seven and a half years while we built a house and a family. Now that's behind me, and my posts are totally random and sporadic. I've got four kids (growing up nicely), an awesome husband (Hi Honey!), and my fifth "child" is my queensland Pearl. Don't tell the kids, but she's smarter than they are most of the time. I have another blog, for my family history collaboration.